I watched you walk through that open door.
You seemed so great, I could want no more.
I smiled at you and you smiled back.
I guess it was you that I lacked.
You grabbed me by the hand and we began to talk.
That evening we took a long walk.
It seems as though our lives could've changed.
If only the time we had managed.
It seems as though the night had just begun.
But to my knowledge you had to run.
Our windswept evening is over now.
But again I will see you somehow.
By...me Stacie Arnold
